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Feb 2013
My blanket smells of you
But my breath fogged up your scent

You laid in my bed tonight
You're uncomfortable with people touching you
and me making you uncomfortable
makes me uncomfortable
I guess I can hope it gets better with time
I just hope that me being near
doesn't fog up you being here
for Summer
Blake Nelson
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